Juicy J - Gotta Stay Strapped lyrics

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Juicy J - Gotta Stay Strapped lyrics

Yes I'm smoking weed always p**y Let's go I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped Yes sir I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped No sir With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped Ride I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped No Sir With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap Doping and whipping, a groupie hoe on my dick These hoes ain't in love with me, they in love with my chips No seat belt is strapped, but I gotta strap in my lap Got rats comin for my cheese they gonna run across my trap Money on your head but you ain't gonna need a cap Put your a** to sleep, take a permanent nap I got plenty of tools, but I don't play with them I go to sleep with all my b**hes, yeah I lay with them Homie I'm always strapped, like a green marine In my cup I got that lean, that's that drink Some of my n***as trappers, some of them crooks If you think we ain't bout to bust, you dumb as you look I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped Yes sir I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped No sir With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped Ride I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped No Sir With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap Got nine shots now Warren Sapp All the h**ne on my block, got junkies runnin laps We ridin round with that strap, n***a checkin traps All these bright eyed a** n***as eatin, so we fittin snap You gettin money, so we take yo money Don't be lookin funny, gon spill ya onioin Start runnin, hear that thang hummin, when you hear that thang hummin n***as start runnin Ain't gon chase ya, but I'm gon get ya Ya homeboys, they goin with ya It's a reaction, malt liquor Young n***as, hair triggers Cold blood, laid his a** out All the lil n***as on the 150, they the ones that had to clout We the ones that had to go hard, and lay n***as head in lap On the rap It's time to take the cheese from the trap I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped Yes sir I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped No sir With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped Ride I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped No Sir With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap I'm after the cheese, after the green, call it trap Kermit Straight hoppin, pistol poppin, we ain't got no permits Been up in here for four / five days, call me hood Hermit Can't show no bread like Lenny on good times, had to burn him Now it's gonna learn him, you pancake n***as mouths flippin Banana chopper turn your n***as cherries into banana splits Gettin head like a fitted cap, from yo baby moms n***a mad, now he wanna do a pimp bodily harm Project want [?], double barrel in your face I'm on some rubber band business, Juicy J Automatic guns, paper sacks, full of presidents Every shell wiped off, I ain't leavin evidence I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped Yes sir I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped No sir With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped Ride I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped No Sir With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap

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